Main event (Host-of-Host) * Special guest

 If my sleep deviated for a moment it was worth all the while...several hours meditating, several hours writing, a few here and there in prayers. And then day-breaks from the far-east a piercing light boldly, slowly cast darkness into surprising delight. Day-walker's march to the chant of feathers in flight, choreographic muse like a choir fine tune. 

From the stage (heavenly realms) to the audience (Earthlings), Divine poetry showcase the finest amphi-theatrics (open-air) drama...the main attraction like no show on earth. The main event cracks open curtains (clouds) and unveils a host of intrigues, fascination for the imagination the spectacle of true love joy and all embracing...but who the invited, and who the guest ? and the performers that never wear or burn out. 

The greatest and priceless events we all take for granted, to the extent the insight doesn't fit all. So ladies and gentleman what you see today, you may not see tomorrow ! But some here today will be entertained for life's duration and beyond, that is eternity...seeker's delight !

 * YHWH 

 October 19, 2024 at 01:30am

Rafa EL G Gonzalez

Eternal Crush (Revised)

 

 Jehovah God Almighty and Divine is my eternal crush,

There can not be any other parties between us,

We shall hold hands together and on the wings of love, (He) carries me home for the duration of that sublime sentiment,

I shall write and sing melodies, and from out of the deeps introduce new songs for the assembly, gatherings for the faithful,

Love and pain are equally matched, and there's nothing but love-joy...jubilation,

Birth pains are like disquieting storms and the finest theatrics in melodies they chant,

In patience I wait and my heart race like a meteor chasing across the mid-night skies.

I constantly inform you about her pleasantness and desire to make her our choice !

10/04/24 The perfect ten !

* Special guest!

Inform (me)

 

 It is the medicine every soul seeks,

An ancient remedy (formula) that soothes all aches,

condition's, illness, heart-troubles, and restores the imbalance, a soul 

under the greatest assault, 

It is a superlative design...I far from it,

remote where resides, present at all moments,

We seek it with all eagerness of heart, misplacing the enigmatic  

fellowship where incubated, causing so much commotion,

It weighs us down in thoughts, feelings that race like meteors in chase,

implants at fine-tuned frequencies,

it searches those energies and low-level vibrations to draft back into it's superlative acts

what are rightfully it's own,

If one was to query all this ? 

At a grand scale...all the intellectuals...all the thinkers...all the gifted in field of reasoning, what are your findings ?

what are your logical explanation, if there be any in that field ?

we may be granted access if we pause in the allotted time/space gained and return it, if that be the call ! it is inevitable in that time constraints...the wise who seek it becomes the chase, and that is sublime.

Almighty God (YHWH) at work

Praise him while you can...just praise him !

Rafael G Gonzalez

 

Published on

2/10/25 2:07 PM

 

 

Un tributo a la paciencia (Revised) *

 

Un tributo a la paciencia

 

Perdoname por no haber cedido a tus impulsos,

 

a tu direcion,

 

a tus momentos designados,

 

 Te vestiste de gala y recevistes el premio major,

 

a tus actos benevulos,

 

cuando mas necesitado...hay estabas tu,

 

Nunca me dejetes sin salida,

 

Me llenates de gran agaunte,

 

Me orientates en gran consuelo,

 

Como un marca paso y reloj de arena, no hacias cuenta del tiempo,

 

Estuviestes siempre a mi alcance,

 

Nunca te molestates con mi ignorancia,

 

Endureces y cedes con razonamiento inolvidable,

 

Tus actos para conmigo son superlativo,

 

Tu presencia a lo largo de mi camino te are compan~ia eternal,

 

Mi impaciencia no fue tu quebranto, sino tu fortaleza…

 

Te as comportado como una enigma Divina, y reabastecido mi mas grandes 

 

deseos...en deudas estare por duracion y existencia,

 

Mi celo por esta virtud es una lección de corazón aprendida!

 

eres luz...estrella...lampara todo en una, 

 

 

A tribute to patience

 

Forgive (me) for not having conceded into your impulses,

 

to your direction,

 

to your designated moments, 

 

you dressed to the nines and received the major prize,

 

to your benevolent acts,

 

When I were most in need,

 

Never left (me) without a way out,

 

You fill (me) with great endurance,

 

You guided (me) in great comfort,

 

Like a pacemaker and hourglass,

 

you didn't keep track of time,

 

You were always within my reach,

 

Never bother with my ignorance,

 

You harden and yield with unforgettable reasoning,

 

Your actions towards (me) are superlative,

 

Your presence along my path will be my eternal company,

 

My impatience was not your brokenness, but your strength... You have 

 

acted like a Divine enigma,

 

and replenished my greatest desires...I will be in debt for time and duration of my existence,

 

My zeal for this virtue a heart lesson learned !

 

 * special guest      : }

10/1/24 3:44 AM

 

Rafael G Gonzalez

Special guest II * (Revised)

 

One can refer to this as a superlative song ! 

 

I have missed her like a fleeting spring breeze of many seasons,

Her absences has become a memorial stamped in my soul,

I'm under the good impression that these forces will merge if there be a Divine will,

A call is heard and it's not your average day-break,

in places I have not known a hang-over of moments (Experiences) pass replace the void I eagerly embrace to often,

what stands against these verses have never expand the superlativeness/excellence's of a quality so Divine,

yes, in life's journeys...truth, loyalty, and love are the sojourner's in the invisible presences it can no longer deny,

If I seek a comforter its a hollow void, and in these thoughts that emanate from the profound deep....certainly are my guide,

I must continue pressing forward until one totally consumes me, (the hollow void or her presence),

as touching as it may seem, not so touching the absence, presences and all encompassing, that is God's slave girl that we hold so dear,

Our hearts are an open portal for your access, only a few in a selection and you one of them,

 Until my heart gives up it's beats/rhythm...I shall praise God's (YHWH) finest of expressions, that reside and dwell deeply woven in the pipe-lines of life,

She lights up the house of God like a lamp stand, and her smile a thousand color spectrum and millenniums of love joy,

From what stockpile of those energies you released her, and after the fine-tuning what draft orders are in place ? Please answer (me) this ?

Praise and laud the Almighty God (YHWH)...just praise him !

Please allow (me) to worship the Holiest-of-Holiest !

 

La he extrañado como una brisa primaveral fugaz de muchas estaciones,

Su ausencias se han convertido en un memorial estampado en mi alma,

Tengo la buena impresión de que estas fuerzas se fusionarán si hay una voluntad Divina,

Se escucha un llamado y no es un amanecer común,

en lugares que no he conocido, una resaca de momentos (experiencias) pasado reemplazan el vacío que abrazo con entusiasmo y con demasiada frecuencia,

lo que se opone a estos versos nunca han expandido la superlatividad/excelencias de una cualidad tan Divina,

sí, en los viajes de la vida... la verdad, la lealtad y el amor son los peregrinos en las presencias invisibles que ya no se puede negar,

Si busco un consolador es un vacío hueco, y en estos pensamientos que emanan de lo profundo... ciertamente son mi guía,

Debo seguir presionando hacia adelante hasta que uno me consuma por completo, (el vacío hueco o su presencia),

por conmovedor que parezca, no tan conmovedor la ausencia, las presencias y todo lo abarcante, que es la esclava de Dios que tanto apreciamos,

Hasta que mi corazón abandone sus latidos/ritmo... alabaré las más finas expresiones de Dios (YHWH), que residen y moran profundamente entretejidas en las tuberías de la vida,

Ella ilumina la casa de Dios como un candelabro divino, y su sonrisa es un espectro de mil colores y milenios de amor y alegría,

¿De qué reservas de esas energías la liberaste y, después del ajuste-fino,qué órdenes preliminares están en vigor? Por favor respóndeme esto ?

Rafael G Gonzalez

Alaben y ensalcen al Dios Todopoderoso (YHWH)... ¡simplemente alábenlo!

¡Por favor, permíteme adorar al Santo...Santísimo!

*YHWH (Slave girl) 

Dec.2024

 

 

 

White/yellow roses

 

 

 Yellow in memory of my loyalty and white the purity of faith and eternal love, 

in paradise the chase is never ending.

The evergreens of everlasting attachments, and the thorns a delicate balance that choreographs the burning flame,

fragile as it may seem, the power it holds and the lasting impressions to the givers want,

a child of countless spring seasons, for generations to come and eternity to follow,

She awakens my dormant cells and cause a big bang in the deepest of heart, the expansion of that burst...a super Nova of explosive thoughts.

In God (YHWH) Almighty I trust that this affirmative actions of his own Divine will pull us together as energies aggregate in a massive collection and create that incredible spark.

Your absences a living memory, your silence my longest yearn, hear (me) you dream-weaver and Host-of-Host, are you not behind this cause ? My soul is restless in knowing you better, in this perpetual feelings fill our intrigues !

Rafael G Gonzalez

10/22/24

Kintsugi (mend the broken) Revised

 

There are moment's hard  to absorb,

and moment's that absorb completely,

moments like a screeching, screaming felt in the throat, 

and moment's I left for mute,

yet a battlefield of contention's fill my soul,

my dearest I couldn't touch, has left the greatest scream lodged in my throat,

once again the saddest of moment's the inactivity of my yearns,

the brother I so much love ...the family in full embrace, the moment's I deeply hold,

mend my broken pieces...Almighty and Divine (Blessed) and Blessed greater the aching heart's of families torn apart,

soften the transitional path we must cross together and fill every hard breath of sighing with love-joy and jubilation,

comfort in the wings of love and protect, shield our beloved ones.

the revised version of all that is spoken...ask all the nations that have contended with the Almighty God (YHWH) and see for yourself how they fared ? and I have witnessed his gran mercies, undeserved kindness, how he heals beyond repair and brings back the broken into a state of extreme comfort.

What should I say ? Take me home with those who have received a moments touch, the internal healing and those in trying times stayed the course, in faith...prayers...under tribulations and the countless fronts that line-up against a small flock of men/woman that remain resolved against such questions.

What should I say ? praise him, and praise him while we can !

 

Praise and laud the Almighty God,

Hay momentos difíciles de absorber, 

y momentos que absorben completamente, 

momentos como un chillido, un grito que se siente en la garganta, 

y momentos que dejé en silencio, 

sin embargo, un campo de batalla de contiendas llena mi alma, 

mi ser más querido que no pudo tocar, ha dejado el grito más grande alojado en mi garganta, 

una vez más, el momento más triste, la inactividad de mis anhelos, 

el hermano que tanto amo... la familia en pleno abrazo, los momentos que sostengo profundamente, 

repara mis pedazos rotos... Todopoderoso y Divino (Bendito) y Benditos más los corazones doloridos de las familias destrozadas, 

suaviza el camino de transición que debemos cruzar juntos y llena cada respiración difícil de suspiros con amor, alegría y júbilo, 

consuela en las alas del amor y protege, protege a nuestros seres amados. Alaben y ensalcen al Dios Todopoderoso,

la versión revisada de todo lo que se ha dicho...pregunten a todas las naciones que han contendido con el Dios Todopoderoso (YHWH) y vean por ustedes mismos cómo les fue. Y yo he sido testigo de sus grandes misericordias, bondad inmerecida, cómo sana sin posibilidad de reparación y devuelve a los quebrantados a un estado de consuelo extremo. 

 ¿Qué debo decir? Llévenme a casa con aquellos que han recibido un toque momentáneo, la sanidad interna y aquellos que en tiempos difíciles se mantuvieron firmes, en la fe... oraciones... bajo tribulaciones y los innumerables frentes que se alinean contra un pequeño rebaño de hombres/mujeres que permanecen decididos contra tales preguntas. ¿Qué debo decir? ¡Alaben, y elogien mientras podamos!

Published on

1/13/25 7:39 PM

 Rafael G Gonzalez

YHWH slave girl

 

Those who say you can’t, I say knowing you is better !
 

Who are you ? Who are those that speak like unlearned...men/woman, addressing a supreme power structure, belittling the highest and Divine.

Who has giving you access to peer into those columns of power ? They offend and have pieces (bits) of understanding, reasoning, and insight !

So I say this, knowing you is better and level up to my agitated spirit...I must silence their activities so they can utter greater and wiser chants.
 

Almighty and Divine, ancient of old, eternity pursues, follows you...How glorious is your kingdom ? What powers you hide ? What secrets you keep ?

Break into her dreams (vaults), guide her senses, sooth her spirit and direct those thoughts to align in continuity with your superlatives harmonious notes. Mold the potter's vessel to your own measurements...finest choice.

 

Saintly and Divine (Jehovah) bless be your name to time indefinite to time indefinite...breach into her rhythms, frequencies, pauses, and create a safe and free zone of never ending want to chase, sanctify your holiness.

 

Your slave girl, is a young resourceful subject with well bred credentials. Watch over her curiously well, relay your intrigues...net her activities in a force-field of protection, grant her your highest favors, unconditional love.

 * Special guest!

https://www.poeticnoteandjourneys.com/2023/02/expand-this-vessel.html


Rafael G Gonzalez

06/07/23

Yellow rose

 waiting the exchange of the guard

In the moon garden there are flowers that bloom in the evening or late at night to early morning, so day or night there is this spectacular exchange for the curious at heart.  

Rafael G Gonzalez 

Everlasting Apologies/disculpas eternas (Revised)

There are times man/woman come across things in form of expression that cause a great stir in a person's soul. When it comes to feelings my body is less sensitive as it is my heart. The qualities of the Almighty and Divine, which are termed "fruits of the Holy Spirit"( which is the person of GOD) is love, joy, peace, long-suffering, gentleness, goodness, faith. In other words one has to feel themselves through the body/person of Almighty God (YHWH), bless be his name to time indefinite. Some of us have these gifts in possession to a greater charity of the Holy Spirit it self.

If logic is absent, in the absent of this logic I have emotional intelligence, that supersedes the failures of stoic reasoning. As human-being we all have some kind of feelings, some kind of affection, sometime mutual...in others sometime a singleness of that attraction. In the process of bridging the gap, some come across stiff opposition in various forms. I'm not innocent in these attacks, the subject of interest are not the resistance...but those who have little access and question the superlative gifts, which in turn contrite the Holy Spirit.

The opposition acts as a controller in various forms, method, and schemes, reasoning it's for the good, undermining the access already in the work's through the operations of the Holiest-of-Holiest. And where I stand is firm with a clear conscience moving ever forward, in great lament.

Some have taken issues with the things written, fearing it's content and the very truth behind it. But it's not the fear making them stutter and stammer, it's the favor in expression of the Holy Spirit that which carries out a restless search.

Now that you know carry those feelings to the highest power, and we dress in the vestment of purity, and the Holiest-of-Holiest feels complete in the exchange of those expressions.

I wish to extend my apologies through the expression,

 

 

Let be the expression my everlasting apologies,

the poetic notes a sentiment searching it's host,

actions and reactions a misalignment of a bi-polarized model of radical

high's and low's,

that shifts, transition it's axis in complete despair ,

the room that filled the eagerness of heart,

love in the chills of ice,

colder and colder working it's web,

the end-times cycle (receiving end)...the assembly of faithful under the greatest of trials,

but the true word never failed,

a beginning or end...the signs all to obvious, 

the search not for the faint of heart,

I prefer you stay in your place and allow the expression to find it's audience and contend,

under severity, machinations of the hidden hand a small gathering at work,

So I praise and praise...Almighty God (YHWH) what's next ?

let (me) sing to you my song everyday "take me home a place suited for each other...but take (me) home ".

Que la expresión sea mis disculpas eternas, 

las notas poéticas un sentimiento en busca de su anfitrión, 

acciones y reacciones una desalineación de un modelo bipolarizado de radicalidad de altos y bajas, que transiciona su eje en completo desconsuelo, 

la habitación que llenó el entusiasmo del corazón, 

el amor en los escalofríos del hielo, 

más y más frío tejiendo su red,

el ciclo del fin de los tiempos (marcadores)... la asamblea de fieles bajo la mayor de las pruebas, 

pero la verdadera palabra nunca falló, 

un principio... un fin... las señales son demasiado obvias, 

la búsqueda no es para los débiles de corazón, 

prefiero que te quedes en tu lugar y permitas que la expresión encuentre su audiencia y contienda, 

bajo severidad, maquinaciones de la mano oculta una pequeña reunión en acción, 

Así que alabo y alabo... Dios Todopoderoso (YHWH) ¿qué sigue? 

Déjame cantarte mi canción todos los días "Llévame a casa, a un lugar adecuado para cada uno...pero llévame a casa".

Published on

2/12/25 3:28 PM

Rafael G Gonzalez

Rainbow

 If I could just write her name across the sky

Life's source (only one fits that model)

                                      Life source

Women are like the flower beds on the prairies,

they enhance the visual and stimulate the senses,

like peaks and curves of the mountain tops,

like the valleys and evergreen pastures...a delightful kaleidoscope of reflective 

lights that bounce back with charm  and inquisitive intrigues,

like a meadow in endless rejuvenation,

a waterfall in parched regions,

an oasis of never-ending want,

like shades and shadows tossed dancing dusk-to-dawn,

nocturnal roost daylight dew native and foreign visitor's fragrance chant,

sun-dance, rain-dance collaborate the seasons,

She is a kaleidoscope of charm and chant,

She is like a complex maze and puzzles, that lead to a wealth of findings and intrigue.

She is a continuous melody' that resonates like the pounding of my heart, through-out the day and night.

Like a fresh spring breeze that last many seasons,

She is like a cascade that echoes in water-less regions, bringing to life anything in it's path.

She stands alone in the presence of many, in silence she instructs her audience.

She is an inspiration of thoughts, a pool of resources.

a true gem that host the endless commotions in the eyes of a grand scheme, a perfectas love joy."


God almighty surely out did himself in creating a fine companion, for his first creative off-spring.
 
(C) Right
Raphael G

 

Published on

3/17/17 3:32 AM

Rise N Shine (Revised)

 

May my love be your battle field,

and my loyalty overlap eternity,

Why you feel agitated and spirit unease?

Why you seek a replacement ? 

do you not know who guides your disquieting heart impulses? 

Let me see you smile again and cause our father's person to rejoice until he becomes filled with your grace,

I have been observing your wonderful person, but there is one who can showcase

your true expression,

This morning I woke and there stood this omnipresence, this causative feeling and you were part of this drama, 

once to often it takes hold of (me) like an instrument awaiting it's performance, stage-casting to audience in amazement,

If blessing and undeserved-kindness were to be summarized, you have gone to far...I would prefer to remain in the ashes of creation,

If this be my last to a prelude, remember you have our standing ovation.

 

Que mi amor sea tu campo de batalla,

y mi lealtad se superponga a la eternidad,

¿Por qué te sientes agitada y tu espíritu excitado?

¿Por qué buscas un reemplazo?

¿No sabes quién guía los impulsos inquietantes de tu corazón?

Déjame verte sonreír de nuevo y hacer que la persona de mi padre se regocije hasta que se llene de tu gracia,

He estado observando tu maravillosa persona, pero hay alguien que puede mostrar

tu verdadera expresión,

Esta mañana me desperté y allí estaba esta omnipresencia, este sentimiento causante y tú eras parte de este drama,

una vez más se apodera de mí como un instrumento que espera su actuación, presentándose ante el público asombrado,

Si la bendición y la bondad inmerecida tuvieran que resumirse, has ido demasiado lejos... Preferiría permanecer en las cenizas de la creación,

Si este es mi último preludio, recuerda que tienes nuestra ovación de pie.

Rafael G Gonzalez
 

12/17/24 4:17 AM

Holy mist/Rocio Santo * N

 

 

Yes, one can refer to it as the superlative song !

 

 

Rocio Santo

Que los frutos del espíritu, Divino Todopoderoso, hueste de huestes Jehová Dios...Se conviérta en el rocio de la mañana, que energizan tu estructura subatómica.

 

Que a lo largo del día esta sinergia se convierta en la nueva raíz de colaboración profunda de la síntesis devocional,

 

Que seas la preferida entre los aderezos de los campos,

 

Que su impulso vibratorio se convierta en una masa de puente que canalice las transmisiones subliminales entre usted y el hueste Divino,

 

Serán esos códigos, impresiones, intercambios y mensajes los que el común apreciará tanto,

 

Será la descendencia de tales, a semejanza...parterres de flores destinados al taburete de un rey glorioso

 

Que el vientre: y será el altar, taller en el que brota y se despliega toda inspiración.

 

Joven y precoz, pero muy desirable...in las rotaciones de la guardia, mantienes todo en reposo y gran congelo.

 

* Special guest

 

Rafa El Gonzalez

Mayo 3, 2023
 

Holy mist

May the fruits of the spirit, Almighty Divine, host-of-host Jehovah God...become like the morning mist, that energize your sub-atomic structure.

 

Through-out the day may this synergy become the new root deep collaboration of devotional synthesis,

 

May you be the highly preferred among the fields dressings,

 

May your vibrational drive become a bridge mass that channels subliminal transmissions between you and Divine host.

 

It shall be those codes, imprints, exchange and messages the common hold so dear,

 

It shall be the offspring's of such, in likeness of flower beds meant for a king’s foot-stool,

 

May the womb : and it shall be the altar, work-shop in which all inspiration stems and rolls-out.

 

Young and early, but very desirable...in the rotations of the guard, you keep all in stand-still and deep -freeze.

 

Rafa El G

May 3, 2023

Special Guest

 

Sovereign Lord Jehovah, bless be your name to time and time indefinite...who is the mere mortal to query your Divine creeds ?

 

What can it see, feel, touch and understand...that it reasons I’m powerful !

I have come to knowledge among the elites, among the wild beast in the fields, also gods on earth!

 

A mere buzz in the wind without guidance is his boast, narcissistic self-absorbed-abstract-mindset.

 

What would become of men without direction?

 

Could it navigate its way in the cosmos?

 

Could it ever reach infinity?

 

Can it hold destiny for thousands of years in a standstill ?

 

Can it weave/mend life in a microscopic form and predict, stage-cast its unique performance, gifts, expressions, and host Divine implants each with personalize touch ?

 

Magnificent is He and script writer, from the realms far, beyond and remote, I hold presence as a special guest.

 

Almighty and Divine...grant me a thousand years and keep the fire burning that which scorched me, I shall wait and upon my return fill those sweet chapters in secret you kept.

 

06/22/23

Rafa EL G Gonzalez

9th son/nueve (Revised)

 

soy el hijo de nueve el ultimo de una familia humilde, modesta…

 

cuando sali del taller sagrado un ser Divino me recibio con manos abriertas,

 

soy su encanto hasta este dia, y dia por dia estare y que logre su objetivo en su engendro,

 

sere feliz, nada ni nadie podra quebrantar ese gozo,

 

la alegria que siento de servir, y estar a su disposicion,

 

estira esta vasija y moldea...moldea, te sere algo util por que eres confiable y nada de lo que te propones a fallado.

 

Tus poesias Divinas ensayan mi arrededor, todo suspira grandeza, todo elojian tu santidad,

 

nadien como tu ni nada en lo minimo,

 

me eres un placer envocar tu nombre O’ Jehovah, me energizas y inspiras gran emocion,

 

me conmueve las largas noches..descanzo arrebatado, medito en tus magnificas obras,

 

Jehovah eres muy deseable, placentero, me inquietas, me siento a verte conocido largo tiempo atras,

 

soy ignorante a causa de tu poder, eres autoridad suprema,

 

quisiera que sellara mis pensamientos y tambien mi boca, no soy digno de acercarme a un Rey soverano eterno en cual soy su propiedad,

 

como es possible ser hecho a tu semejansa ?

 

A lo largo de las divisiones en una noche estellada espero tu presencia, se me agita el espiritu y tengo tu audiencia,

 

por que me tratas con tanta audaz ?

 

Por que me eres tan fiel ? Acaso me debes algo ? 

 

Dichoso en mi podreza el tener acceso a tus riquezas, en lo escondito de cuatro paredes que tu iluminacion replandesca !

 

 

I am the son of nine, the last of a humble, modest family...

When I left the sacred workshop, a Divine being welcomed me with open hands,

I am his charm to this day, and day by day I will be and may He achieve his goal in this birth,

I will be happy, nothing and no one can break that joy,

the joy I feel to serve, and will be at his disposal,

stretch this vessel and mold it... mold it, I will be useful to you because you are trustworthy and nothing you propose has failed.

Your Divine poems rehearse around me, everything sighs greatness, everything praises your holiness,

no one like you or anything in the least,

It is a pleasure for me to invoke your name O' Jehovah, you energize me and inspire great emotion,

I am moved by the long nights... I rest raptly, I meditate on your magnificent works,

Jehovah, you are very desirable, pleasant, you uplift me, I feel having known you for a long time,

I am ignorant because of your power, you are the supreme authority,

I would like you to seal my thoughts and also my mouth, I am not worthy of approaching an eternal sovereign King in which I am his property,

How is it possible to be made in your likeness?

Throughout the divisions on a starry night I wait for your presence, my spirit stirs and I have your audience,

Why do you treat me so boldly?

Why are you so faithful to me?

Do you owe me something?

Blessed is my modesty to have access to your riches, in the hidden place of four walls that your illumination shines!

 

* Special guest

 

*taken from "access granted "

 

 Rafael G Gonzalez

 

Published on

10/3/24 12:54 AM

 

True love joy (Revised) *

Almighty God (YHWH) has a majestic garden that resembles nothing on earth !

 

Cosmos flowers

 True love joy (Revised) *

 

Guard her like a force-field of protection, build a shield around her encampment

 

guide her foot-steps as of the fine-tuning of the cosmos

 

she is truly love-joy and beyond

 

Where can I go and not find her, what have you done O’ Almighty and Divine...what are your sublime charms up to, why have you kept (me) restless?

 

Eternity keeps watch over such fineness, in love eternity has fallen

 

I will live or die trying, she is your slave girl and with greater eagerness I give chase to energies embracing energies

 

grant (me) access so that those chapters you so sweetly keep and cause your saintly person to shake and vibrate, renew and exchange

 

the purest dynamic power is found at the core, who has gained access and who have you favored, and what are your choicest ?

 

A date I have with eternity in love, and superlativeness as gifts bestowed.

 

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Published on

10/1/24 3:44 AM

 

Rafael G Gonzalez

Divine poetry veils you (Revised)

To me the purest form of language is being able to express yourself freely, When King David went after God Almighty (Jehovah) heart, what do you think that action entailed? Obviously he let go of the gifts (charity) already present, and released all back to it's rightfully place. Without Jehovah help he wouldn't be able accomplish this exchange between Divinity and humanly composition.

I can't say no more ! Just exalt and praise and praise...

 

Nothing like you in absence, nothing like her presence...just an unforgettable aura.

 

Divine poetry veils you,

 

Why you cause so much commotion in my soul ?

 

From the vast deepness you draw (me) out, you guide my senses with the finest of touch,

 

I give chase to a safe-guarded world, clueless in human form seeking what is superlative and Divine,

 

what resonates in the deep echo's in the chase, and I far from burning out !

 

If time and patience makes the calls, if time infinite like space itself...who is the time-keeper ?

 

To all the fine-tuning and mysteries I bow/submit, if there is a way you have my loyalty,

 

In vows and oath...the Almighty and Divine, grant (me) access to your faithful slave girl, until she is full with love-joy.

 

Rafael G Gonzalez

 

Nada como tú en ausencia, nada como tu presencia...

 

sólo una aura inolvidable.

 

La poesía Divina te es un velo,

 

Por qué causas tanta conmoción en mi alma?

 

Desde la vasta profundidad que (me) sacas, guías mis sentidos con el tacto más fino,

 

Doy caza a un mundo protegido, despistado en forma humana que busca lo que es superlativo y Divino,

 

Lo que resuena en lo profundo tambien está en la busqueda, ¡

y yo lejos de agotarme!

 

Si el tiempo y la paciencia hacen las llamadas,

 

si el tiempo es infinito como el espacio mismo... ¿quién es el marcador del tiempo?

 

A todos los afinamientos y misterios que me inclino/sumeto, si de seguro tienes mi lealtad,

 

En votos y juramento... el Todopoderoso y Divino, concédeme acceso a tu fiel esclava, hasta que esta se llene de amor y alegría.

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Rafael G Gonzalez

wicks silhouette

 

I have taken a tumble for love a thousand times, but not hard enough to keep (me) from fallen for the next,

my heart does not wear-out nor do the feelings take flight,

My desire persistent like light and shades,

the wicks silhouette choreograph, arrangements, musical muse, flames dancing burning at both ends,

I seek what is superlative to compliment a consuming desire,

a yearning remote and isolated,

beyond allotments tossed,

fine tuning and alignments seeking to collide that which is Divine.

 

 https://www.poeticnoteandjourneys.com/2017/05/bridges.html

Rafa EL G Gonzalez

02/11/24